Chapter 35: Beating

    Snape''s eyes were gloomy and annoyed. Looking at Marcus when he was being hung upside down, he almost seemed to see himself.

    After Marcus'' release, he strode up to Cyrus, his thin body wrapped in a black wizard robe, and looked down at Cyrus.

    "Who taught you this magic, Ginny Weasley!"

    The curse that Cyrus used just now was naturally the upside-down Jinx ''levicorpus'' invented by Snape.

    After this curse was accidentally leaked, it immediately became popular in Hogwarts, so much so that Snape was nearly killed by James Potter. Humiliated with the magic he himself had invented.

    But after so many years, not many people still remember this jinx.

    But it just so happened that Cyrus knew the spell.

    Snape originally suspected that Ginny Weasley was possessed by Voldemort like Quirrell, but Voldemort was not interested in such boring tricks.

    "Bill taught me that," Cyrus said immediately.

    When in doubt, I blame Bill for it.

    Anyway, Snape can''t tell which pyramid in Egypt he is in now, and Bill went to school about ten years later than Snape and the others. At that time, this spell was still popular in the school.

    "Why didn''t Bill teach me such a useful spell!" Ron said extremely unbalancedly, "Next time I will write a letter to scold him!"

    "William Arthur Weasley." Snape naturally had heard of this man who had won 12 O.W.L. certificates. Since Cyrus said this, he had no way to tell whether it was true or false, so he had no choice but to give up.

    Marcus Flint looked at Snape.

    "Professor, I——"

    "Shut up!"

    Snape gave Flint a hard look at this embarrassing display. His face was extremely ugly.

    It was conceivable that Marcus Flint would become a shame to the entire Slytherin from today on.

    Upon seeing this, Harry immediately became happy. As long as Snape was frustrated, he would be happy enough.

    Snape obviously noticed this and vented his anger on Harry.Finnd new chapters at novelhall.com

    "It seems that some people see others winning the game and think they can be just as lucky." His eyes first turned to look at Harry sideways, and then his expressionless face turned around, "Humph"

    "Harry—— Damn it! Why don''t you find your own opponent? Do you think you can succeed if others succeed by luck?"

    "Malfoy!"

    Draco first glanced at Marcus Flint with disdain, then confidently took a step forward: "I''m here to meet you!"

    "I don''t think this is appropriate. I hope you remember that Miss Wiesly had just defeated him in a duel. And now he looks angry, maybe he''ll try to harm her..." Lockhart said with a troubled face.

    "Yes, quite outstanding -" Snape said every word, "but I think we can give the loser an other chance, right?"

    He looked at Lockhart, the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised, making Lockhart feel terrified.

    "Okay, great... then Miss Weasley and Mr. Flint."

    Lockhart dared not disobey Snape and quickly pulled Cyrus to his side, "Okay, Ginny, maybe he was not expecting you to suddenly use that.. Jinx.. but now.. Umm.. this is what you do when Flint points his wand at you."

    Lockhart raised his wand and waved it left and right, trying to conjure complicated tricks, but accidentally dropped it on the ground.

    "If you can''t give any good advice, please get out of the way, sir!" Cyrus was tired of him and pushed him away with his hands.

    "Will Ginny win again?" Ron was very worried.

    "Of course! Didn''t you see how Ginny showed off her skills just now? And the professor just taught him a few tricks!" Hermione said with confidence while arranging her messy hair. She still hasn''t seen Lockhart''s true face.

    "If you mean dropping the wand on the ground, that''s true," Ron said, unhappy.

    And he could see that Snape was the real one. Maybe he would teach Flint a powerful spell?

    "It''s okay Ron, we have to trust Ginny." Harry patted Ron''s shoulder hard, and he still had an unreal feeling. For the first time, Snape was targeting someone else in front of him.

    Ron''s guess was right.

    When Marcus Flint walked up to Snape, the gloomy big bat immediately stretched out its claws, grabbed him, and said semi-threateningly:

    "I''m giving you another chance Flint, I don''t want to hear any more excuses." Snape said coldly.

    But on the other hand, if Ginny Weasley was as he suspected at this moment, Flint would never win.

    "Yes, sir..."

    "I''ll teach you a spell," Snape whispered in his ear.

    "..."

    Marcus Flint strutted onto the duel platform.

    He looked at the petite "Ginny" standing not far away. On one side was a little afraid after several defeats, and on the other side was the contempt for a first-year student.

    But no matter what, he was really nervous at the moment.

    Slytherin has made enough mockery of him. If he loses again, he will either transfer to another school or die!

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